After Action Report, reflecting on a mission to another timeline.

I felt sick at first. A real gutwrench. I fell, and when I got up, I was somewhere else. The smell was different first. The city had smelled of garbage and mould. This place was fresh and clean. It was so bright I could hardly see for a few minutes. There was grass beneath me. When I got used to it, I was in a forest. It was ancient. The trees were huge and gnarled, and covered in moss. I could hear birds. I didn’t know where the hell I was so I looked for high ground. I found a ridge where the trees thinned out. The forest went on for miles around, just carpeting the ground all the way to the horizon. In the other direction there was a castle. Of all the goddamn things, a castle, like it should be standing in the middle of Disneyland. It was the only landmark anywhere near, so I headed that way. It gets… it gets fuzzy. I have memories of there, but they’re not the same. When I try to focus on them they change and get… I don’t know. Like they don’t want to be remembered. There was a queen there, and a council of advisors and knights, and they were all trying to get their own way. Some wanted peace, some wanted war.

In-Field recordings from a mission, exploring an abandoned New York where everyone's uploaded their minds to a digital consciousness.

A drone approached Brandt's team. 

POULTER

It doesn’t look like it has any guns.

BRANDT

Don’t mean shit. Stay down.

QUINTERO

It’s landing.

SANDIC

Is it gonna blow?

[ROTOR SOUND STOPS]

QUINTERO

Ok, well it hasn’t blown up. Guess it’s not a hostile.

BRANDT

Keep your distance. Sandic, check it out.

SANDIC

I ain’t checkin out shit, send-

BRANDT

Private!